In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"Makoto-kun."

"Yes, I'm here."

"Come a little closer."

Fujimiya Makoto followed his instructions and took half a step forward.

Then, Miss Kadori seemed to completely relax and leaned forward with a plop.

It just happened to be completely embraced by Mr. Fujimiya.

Harribel, who had just caught up, suddenly widened her eyes, then looked around uneasily, looking a little at a loss, and subconsciously took a half step back.

Lu Quba Yunzhai's body was as soft as boneless. She leaned her cheek against his chest and took a deep breath.

"That's great, the young boy has a strong body."

"Let me add a little bit."

"It will take at least thirty years to make up for the emotional value I spent today."

"All this is for you, Makoto-kun."

Fujimiya Makoto's face suddenly darkened, and he said unhappily, "Your words are too harsh, Miss Bayunsai."

"Are you the type who wants to have kids and get married right after you've confirmed your relationship?"

"But snap."

Upon hearing this, Shikatori Hattori finally felt a slight ripple in the depths of his heart, which had been calm after using his Bankai, and even the slightly damaged soul gradually began to be filled.

"Sa, who knows."

"Um?!"

After saying that, she ignored Mr. Fujimiya's slight protest and, despite all the unequal demands, was helped onto his back and lay down safely.

The girl's slender arms were hooked around his neck, her cheek resting on his broad shoulders, and she smiled casually.

There's a subtle sense of security.

My eyelids gradually became heavy.

Under normal circumstances, the Shinigami's Bankai will increase their spiritual pressure five to ten times in one breath based on their Shikai, thereby unleashing powerful combat power.

However, due to the special nature of Bayunsai's own Bankai, he can unleash twenty times the power of Shikai, or even higher.

The burden brought about by this extreme outburst is naturally unbearable for both the soul and the spiritual body.

Although the whole process only took a few seconds, she was unable to move freely for at least three days.

Of course, if Chengjun could make her feel more intense emotions, then she might recover a little faster.

Fujimiya Makoto complained a little for a while, then didn't say anything more.

The price of adding one talent point is to make him carry his load for a while, and Mr. Fujimiya would wish this kind of deal could happen every day.

"Ok?"

Just as he was thinking, as if he suddenly realized something, Fujimiya Makoto bent down and picked up a piece of bone that was still pale from Theon's charred body.

However, even when Fujimiya Makoto picked it up, the bone fragment still showed the characteristics of spreading.

As if...it was a living thing.

"Harribel?"

He turned his head and said to the dark-skinned lady beside him: "Have you ever seen this kind of thing?"

Naturally, the God of Death's understanding of Hueco Mundo cannot be more detailed than that of the Great Hollow.

However, Harribel stared at the fragment for a long time before frowning and saying uncertainly:

"Master Fujimiya, this looks like a... mask?"

"mask?"

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned when he heard this.

Just like Zanpakuto is to the god of death.

Masks also have a very special meaning to Xu.

If a Hollow at the Achukas stage only had a portion of its body devoured by a Hollow of the same level, it could still struggle. However, if a Hollow of the same level devoured only a portion of its mask, it would completely lose the possibility of advancing to Vastod.

If I had to say it, the 'mask' is almost equivalent to the embodiment of the essence of a Hollow's soul.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his hand and looked at the pale mask fragment in the faint light emitted by the moss on the ceiling. He could vaguely see the glowing tracks flowing on the surface of the fragment.

He suddenly recalled the pale substance that repeatedly surged out of Theon's body.

"Saar Apollo, is this the thing you rely on to help that guy break through his physical limitations?"

"besides..."

Fujimiya Makoto's expression became increasingly solemn, and he turned to look at the faintly visible glowing tracks in the surrounding Great Hollow Forest.

obviously.

If this area remains, guys like Theon will continue to appear.

By then, even Soul Society will probably feel a lot of pressure.

We have to solve the trouble.

"Harribel."

"Yes."

"Send a signal to recall all exploration teams and prepare to retreat."

"Yes!"

......

After the signal was sent, each exploration team returned along the original route, exited the Great Void Forest, and came to the entrance of the passage between the ground and underground levels that they entered when they set out.

However, when they retreated, they only saw Harribel carrying the sleeping deer to take the Unsai.

There was no sign of Fujimiya Makoto.

Aizen in the queue seemed to frown inadvertently, but his cautious nature made him say nothing.

Instead, Ukitake Jushiro suddenly stood up and asked Harribel:

"Captain Tia."

"Excuse me, where is Captain Fujimiya now?"

"What was the signal just now...?"

When Harribel heard the first name, she didn't realize that it was her that was being called. The discrimination of the God of Death against the Hollows naturally needed no further explanation.

After hearing the following question clearly, he calmly pointed in the direction of the Great Void Forest.

"He's over there."

"As for the signal to retreat..."

Before she could finish her words, a suffocatingly violent spiritual pressure reaction suddenly came from the distant ceiling.

In just a moment, the violent spiritual pressure shock drew everyone's attention away.

Aizen suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where the spiritual pressure came from.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the night when he first met Ghost Path No. 90.

However, this time, Fujimiya Makoto was not as nonchalant as before.

Rather, it was a rare all-out effort.

"Ninety-one of the Broken Path——"

“Thousand-handed Bright Sky Cannon!!”

The initial murmur and the complete chant could no longer be heard.

Only the last sound pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

Then, in the sight of all the Death Gods who looked up at the sky, pale red starlight, like a world-destroying rain, suddenly shone.

The Great Void Forest, which had been shrouded in darkness for endless years, was lit up at this moment.

The silent pale desert ushered in an unprecedented catastrophe.

"Boom-"

The earth beats its drum, and the sand and dust leap up.

The light was so violent that it seemed like a natural disaster, destroying everything in an instant.

The memory of that moment was engraved in the deepest part of the memory of everyone present until their death.

Chapter 230 What does this have to do with us?

Is this the pinnacle of the existence of the God of Death?

Aizen Sosuke watched the scene quietly, pursed his lips slightly, and the loose hem of his clothes rustled in the backflow of air.

Even though he had imagined and deduced Fujimiya Makoto's strength countless times in his mind.

But witnessing it firsthand is another matter.

The guy who usually acted careless and seemed to be hanging around with several different women suddenly became serious, revealing a peerless edge that was hard to even look at.

This strong sense of dislocation left a mark in Aizen's heart that is so deep that it may not be erased even after hundreds of years.

Of course, he was not the only one who had this thought.

"Rumble--"

The air currents echoing in the aftermath of the explosion turned into a storm, sweeping away all the dust rising from the center of the explosion point.

The next moment, as if it had been hit by countless meteorites, leaving behind large patches of mottled scars, with magma and high-temperature crystals dotted and flowing wantonly, and the Great Void Forest, whose landform had been completely changed, reappeared in the center of everyone's sight.

It's a pity that all the giant trees that had stood for who knows how many years have collapsed, and the few that are still standing are basically broken.

The once lush and flourishing forest growing in the desert now looks as if someone has hollowed out a piece of it in the center with a spoon if you look down from above.

Obviously, the luminous tracks and various surveillance devices spread across this area have probably been destroyed.

It can be said that Fujimiya Makoto's goal was barely achieved.

"Withdraw."

“There’s nothing to see here anymore.”

"Longma, you go first."

"Be careful of the ambush at the exit."

Just when everyone was still staring at the scene in front of them in confusion, Fujimiya Makoto appeared in front of the crowd leisurely, with an indifferent look as if "the pretense just now was just my strength."

It's as if he doesn't care at all.

Basic exercises, don’t do six.

In fact, he didn't really put in much effort.

If Yama-san uses his Bankai with all his strength, the entire Soul Society might suffer structural collapse due to the melting of its spiritual base, leading to its destruction.

For a strong man of Fujimiya Makoto's level today, the Three Realms themselves have become an existence that has the potential to be destroyed.

Naturally, destroying a small area would not be a problem.

The gap between first-class spiritual power and third-class spiritual power may be greater than the gap between a Death Captain and an ordinary soldier.

This is the cruel reality.

"Yes Yes!"

Even Kurayashiki Ryoma was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He quickly responded loudly and led his team in the front.

However, the scene just now kept appearing in his mind.

I originally thought that after mastering that special Bankai, I would be able to catch up to Brother Fujimiya, at least in terms of destructive power.